The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

Xu Shaoting choked out a sentence: "The idea of ​​the article is good, but the writing needs to be improved."

Zhang Qiuren nodded, and Shen Lingjun said: "I think the writing style is also very good."

Xu Shaoting thought to himself, can you, a yellow-skinned and white-core banana man, be able to tell if Chinese writing is good?Zhang Qiuren looked at him: "Young Court, what then?"

Xu Shaoting was taken aback: "What then?"

"What's the aftertaste after reading it?"

"Mr. Zhang... I'm done."

Zhang Qiuren stared at Xu Shaoting, he didn't say a word, but Xu Shaoting deeply felt the majesty of the teacher with such a silent condemnation, and he looked away guiltily.

Xu Shaoting admitted defeat and opened his mouth. He couldn't make any praise or criticism. He could only speak from the aspects he was good at:

"The rhythm of the article is still a bit problematic. Some environmental descriptions and character descriptions are not refined enough, and the reading is a bit procrastinating, so you can delete them. There are also problems with improper connection between paragraphs. Overall, this novel has entered the theme too early. Slow. Many people may not be interested in reading the next part after reading the first part.”

Xu Shaoting finished speaking in one breath, thinking that what he said could not be more correct.He doesn't know how other writers are, but he has finished writing a novel by himself. It is difficult to detect the shortcomings in the process of writing, but as long as he rereads it two days after writing, as the author, he can feel the novel the most. problems in .

In the expanded version of "The Story of the Spring Breeze", Xu Shaoting wrote the [-] characters in one go, and he didn't feel anything wrong during the writing process.

He was still thinking after writing, how smooth the writing was, because it was smooth, so he took it for granted that this article must be the same when reading.

But after waiting for several days, he saw the printed novel in a magazine again. After reading two pages, he couldn't help but want to make a major revision. How could he write so long-winded?There are also many oral habits related to writing habits, so they are full of useless particles and modal particles, which should be deleted at all.

Therefore, Xu Shaoting only commented on the expanded version of Chunfeng's novel: it is still readable.

Shen Lingjun seemed to like the novel very much, and he retorted in a calm tone: "I haven't felt any of the problems you mentioned."

After hearing Xu Shaoting's words, Zhang Qiuren looked a little surprised.

He thought to himself, so I underestimated the Chinese proficiency of the new students.

Xu Shaoting glanced at Shen Lingjun, the two are a little familiar now, the age of the body is wrong by five years, one is about seventeen, and the other is just 22, the age of the soul is wrong by less than four years old, they are also two people who can be said in terms of age youth.

Xu Shaoting said in a low voice: "You can also comment on writing?"

Shen Lingjun laughed: "I can understand it, and it has caused a lot of thinking after I understand it. Isn't this a good writing?"

Zhang Qiuren made a sound, interrupting the whispering between the two students: "I have read this novel five times."

Xu Shaoting turned his head when he heard the words, Shen Lingjun asked in doubt: "Why are you blushing?"

Xu Shaoting really wanted to roll his eyes at this senior brother, if there was an award competition for which pot was left unopened and which pot was lifted, Shen Lingjun might be able to win the first place.

Zhang Qiuren knocked on the table dissatisfied: "You two, you are already in class now, listen to me carefully, don't be so loose and free in class."

The two students were criticized by the teacher, and they sat up straight, knowing that Teacher Zhang had something to say, and they both pretended to listen attentively.

Zhang Qiuren said: "Ling Jun, don't underestimate Shao Ting, what he said is very reasonable, if you read this story a few times, you will know that Shao Ting's words cannot be more accurate."

"But—" Zhang Qiuren looked at the young man sitting across from him, "Isn't there any merit to talk about? Even if Ling Jun and I said it, as long as you think so, it doesn't hurt to say it again."

Xu Shaoting: It's not that I can't tell the advantages, I can tell the advantages a hundred times more than the disadvantages. After all, as an excellent author, if you shoot rainbow farts, you will definitely be better than ordinary people.

For example, on the website Xu Shaoting once worked on, there are many authors who use their reader account to blow rainbow farts and write long reviews under their novels. The content of the praise is always combined with the novel, making you think that the reader has read the novel several times.

It’s just that two or three of them were lost. It turned out that the author who wrote the long commentary was the author himself. No wonder the long commentary was written so closely to the novel, as if the reader besides the author knew the novel best.

If it is still a hundred years later, Xu Shaoting needs to write a long commentary to make a draft when necessary, and he doesn't mind putting on a vest to write two articles by himself.

But now, let him talk about his advantages in front of people, Xu Shaoting groaned for a long time, and squeezed out a sentence: "The intention of this novel is excellent, and it describes the oppression of women in society and times throughout the ages."

After finishing speaking, before Xu Shaoting thought: My face is so hot.

Shen Lingjun had already said for him: "Young court, your face is so red, don't you have a fever?"

Alas, I really don't have a thick skin!

Xu Shaoting sighed, and this Shen Lingjun, you grew up in England anyway, why didn't you learn the subtleties of an English gentleman?

Zhang Qiuren got such a comment from Xu Shaoting, and wanted him to say more. Seeing Xu Shaoting blushing like this, he thought to himself, not only did he talk less, he was also a shy child, so he had to tell Xu Huaiqing that his son needed to be in front of people more often Let's go, such a shy character of a man is not acceptable.

But leaving Xu Shaoting aside for the time being, Zhang Qiuren said to his two students: "Mr. Zhixing is a formidable author. I have never seen such a style of writing in the current article. The style of writing seems straightforward, even as immature as a child telling a story. "

Xu Shaoting was very ashamed, he had no choice but to write too many routine-style online articles, and as time passed, he never thought about practicing writing.

"But such an innocent and straightforward style of writing, the stories written make people tremble in the bones. If possible, I really want to meet Mr. Zhixing himself, and ask him whether he has practiced this style for many years, or is it just a talent."

Xu Shaoting: "Wait, Mr. Zhang, do you think this novel is well written?"

Zhang Qiuren said: "Naturally it is very good. Of course, as you said, there are many details that need attention, but the flaws are not hidden. This is the best novel I have read this year!"